After Mo Yu had a hard encounter with the white-robed middle-aged man, he also sensed the strength of the other party, which was about the realm of the sixth-grade true immortal, and it seemed that after countless years of erosion, the strength of the white-robed middle-aged man was still greatly damaged.

But this is also a fortunate thing, if the middle-aged man in the white robe has not fallen, in the heyday of his life, I am afraid that he can destroy everyone with a raise of his hand.

Mo Yu did not show his full strength, after all, although the strength of the white-robed middle-aged man was strong, Yang Tianjun and the others were Tianjiao talents cultivated by the top forces after all, and they were also not fuel-efficient lamps, and they were also capable of solving the white-robed middle-aged man.

After all, the white-robed middle-aged man no longer had the wisdom to cast a powerful spell, and only had his instinct to fight, and now he just wanted to tear everyone to pieces.

Boom! Boom!

Time is gradually passing, under the continuous offensive of the Tianjiao people present, the white-robed middle-aged man retreated again and again, and the amazing aura on his body gradually became disordered under such a violent bombardment, obviously it was only a matter of time before everyone solved the white-robed middle-aged man.

Roar!

The white-robed middle-aged man roared, as if he instinctively felt the crisis, and after the figure was blown away, his palm suddenly clenched, and a long sword engraved with ancient patterns and golden light flashed out.

When the long sword appeared, an extremely sharp aura emerged, and the surrounding space was cut out one after another, making the surrounding Tianjiao people feel a slight chill, and at a glance, they knew that the golden light long sword was an extraordinary thing.

"Damn! That's an earth-grade holy weapon!" Seeing this, a Tianjiao master's face suddenly changed drastically, and he exclaimed.

Seeing this, Yang Tianjun and the others also showed a solemn look on their faces, because they all knew very well that with the power of the white-robed middle-aged man, he had urged the power of this earth-grade holy weapon, and his strength had definitely skyrocketed, reaching a rather terrifying level.

Roar!

The white-robed middle-aged man roared, the long sword in his hand swept out, and suddenly a huge golden sword light suddenly burst out from the long sword, with an unstoppable fierce aura, tearing through the space where he passed, and swept towards everyone.

In the face of such a terrible offensive, none of the Tianjiao Jie present dared to slack off in the slightest, and used the power in their bodies with all their might, and broke out the offensive of the Dao Dao, facing the golden sword.

Rumble!

The offensive of the two sides collided again, but this time the collision situation was reversed, and the offensive of that day's proud master, under the power of the golden sword, was quickly destroyed, and all of them were shocked and flew out.

"You can't keep your strength anymore, let's go all out. Yang Tianjun said in a deep voice.

Situ Beiyu and Su Ling'er also nodded, they have not gone all out, that is because they will have to fight for the land of the pillar of light later, so they still have reservations, and the situation at the moment is not good if they don't go all out.

I saw Yang Tianjun's palm grasped, the earthy yellow light shone, and a spear with a whole body of earthy yellow appeared in the palm, the spear was covered with mottled marks, exuding an extremely heavy feeling, as if it was like a mountain.

In the hands of Situ Beiyu and Su Ling'er, a flash of inspiration also sacrificed their own treasures, that Situ Beiyu was a blue and sharp sword, and the phoenix Xuan that was seen by the naked eye gathered around him.

And Su Linger's treasure is a jade flute, the white jade color of piccolo, engraved with strange lines on it, as if a tempting magic sound came out of it.

The treasures of Yang Tianjun and the three of them are also not ordinary, although they are not as powerful as the white robes

The golden sword in the middle-aged man's hand also has the grade of a yellow holy weapon.

Seeing this, the other Tianjiao Masters couldn't help but show a touch of envy on their faces, those three people really deserved to be the Tianjiao Masters cultivated by the great forces, and they were all equipped with holy weapons, and their strongest treasures were only at the level of immortal weapons.

Mo Yu also sacrificed the treasure, but he did not sacrifice the sun and moon yin and yang bottle, but sacrificed the pearl of thunder from Zixiao Golden Immortal, when the pearl of thunder was controlled, suddenly the sound of thunder resounded from it, making people feel a palpitation.

Seeing this, the Tianjiao Renjie present had a look of surprise in their eyes, and even some Tianjiao Renjie had greedy eyes, they didn't expect that the unknown Mo Yu actually had a holy weapon, but a Xuanpin holy weapon!

Yang Tianjun's expressions moved slightly, and they were also surprised by the Thunder Bead in Mo Yu's hand, they didn't expect that the Nine Rank Earth Immortals had such a heavy treasure, which was much better than their treasures, and they began to be curious about Mo Yu's identity.

Roar!

The white-robed middle-aged man roared, and the golden sword in his hand slashed out angrily again, and the sword shook out of the Dao spatial crack, carrying an extremely ruthless posture, and roared towards everyone.

"Immovable Earth Dragon Break!"

The spear in Yang Tianjun's hand suddenly swept out, and the earthy yellow immortal yuan swept out, turning into an earth dragon like a substance, roaring and roaring out.

"Dementor Sanskrit!"

Su Ling'er blew the jade flute in her hand, and suddenly a crisp flute sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, like a substantial sound wave surging out, enveloping the white-robed middle-aged man.

Su Linger's sonic attack seemed to be very weird, that kind of sound could directly attack the divine soul, even if it was not an attack on the surrounding Tianjiaojie, which made them appear momentarily sluggish.

"Breeze and Ten Thousand Swords!"

Situ Beiyu had a long sword in his hand, and the sound of sword groans resounded, and a wind sword condensed out between heaven and earth, forming a huge sword river, and the astonishing scale of tens of thousands of wind swords made people's scalps tingle.

The Thunder Bead in Mo Yu's right hand slowly rose up, and suddenly within the Thunder Bead, there seemed to be endless purple thunder born, and a purple light rose to the sky.

Bang!

In this Xuanqi Sect, there was a sudden low thunderous sound, and I saw that above everyone, there was a heavy thundercloud, and purple thunder light was constantly flickering in it.

Seeing this, the other Tianjiao heroes also had a look of horror in their eyes, and the thundercloud actually contained a touch of heaven and earth.

"Crimson Purple Divine Thunder!"

As Mo Yu's words fell, the thundercloud churned, and a red-purple thunderbolt tore through the thick thundercloud, like a thunder dragon with teeth and claws, and blasted straight down towards the white-robed middle-aged man.

Yang Tianjun's eyes flickered slightly, they didn't expect that the treasure weapon in Mo Yu's hand would have such power, it could trigger the power of thunder, and such an offensive would make them feel a little troublesome.

Rumble!

The offensive of the two sides was fiercely impacted in one blow, but this collision changed again, and the offensive under the full strength of everyone occupied the upper hand, and the golden sword quickly dissipated under the attack of everyone.

Roar!

In the face of everyone's joint attack, the white-robed middle-aged man burst out with a roar, it obviously also sensed the horror of this power, and suddenly the power in his body surged violently, the golden sword in his hand trembled, and a bright golden light curtain condensed out, enveloping him.

Bang!

The joint offensive of everyone directly hit the golden light curtain, and suddenly the golden light curtain rippled violently, and it cracked in a blink of an eye, and all the attacks hit the white-robed middle-aged man fiercely.

Bang!

An indescribable roar resounded, and the terrifying shock fluctuations suddenly erupted, and all the dilapidated temples nearby were completely destroyed at this time, and even the earth appeared one after another hideous cracks.

And the pillar of light behind the white-robed middle-aged man, under such an impact, was not damaged in the slightest, and did not even make ripples.

After a dozen breaths, the light that shrouded the white-robed middle-aged man gradually disappeared, and an embarrassed and abnormal figure emerged from it.

At this moment, the white-robed middle-aged man seemed to have been hit hard, and cracks appeared on the surface of his body, although the offensive of everyone just now did not solve the other party, but it also achieved remarkable results.

Seeing this scene, the Tianjiao Renjie who was present finally breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the middle-aged man in the white robe had fallen, and he couldn't cast a powerful magic decision by relying on his instinctive strength, otherwise even if everyone joined forces, he might not be the opponent of the middle-aged man in the white robe.

Mo Yu looked at the white-robed middle-aged man below, and knew that the other party had been hit hard, and his strength had been weakened a lot, and he was afraid that this battle would end soon.

Roar!

The white-robed middle-aged man stared at everyone and roared angrily, but his instinct drove him to fight, even if he was hit hard, he was fearless and killed everyone.

"Deal with him!"

Seeing this, everyone shouted angrily, and once again broke out a fierce offensive of the Dao, shrouding down towards the white-robed middle-aged man.

Boom! Boom!

Under the repeated bombardment of everyone's joint offensive, although the middle-aged man in white robe still tried his best to resist, there were more and more cracks on his body, and he was already powerless.

Bang!

The white-robed middle-aged man flew out upside down again and fell into the earth, and this time the fall seemed to make him lose his ability to resist, and the scarlet light in his eyes also disappeared, and his entire body was gradually collapsing, obviously reaching the limit.

Call!

Many Tianjiao people saw the scene in front of them, and they were completely relieved, the middle-aged man in the white robe was indeed extremely tricky, even if he gathered the strength of everyone, it was quite difficult to win.

The white-robed middle-aged man finally turned into a stream of powder under the eyes of everyone, and gradually drifted into the air, ending this difficult battle.

After the white-robed middle-aged man dissipated, the golden sword of the earth-grade immortal weapon was left in the earth, exuding amazing power fluctuations, attracting everyone's hot gaze, this level of treasure, even the top forces are quite greedy.

Yang Tianjun, Situ Beiyu, and Su Ling'er all rushed out and went straight to the golden sword, while the other Tianjiao heroes also rushed out and went to fight for the golden sword.

Among the outstanding people present, only Mo Yu's team had no intention of going to fight, Mo Yu was afraid of trouble, and the personnel of the Xiahou family did not have that qualification.

"Young Master Mo Yu, aren't you going to fight for that golden sword?" asked Xiahou Zeyu.

"Nope. ”

When Mo Yu heard this, he shook his head, although the golden sword was not bad, but he didn't want to cause trouble for it.

(End of chapter)